In life’s struggles you must hang on to what you believe in, in order to get through it.

Yards and yards of tribulation

keeps haunting me day and night.

I see the tunnel, but cannot see the light.

All I can do is pray,

Lord please rescue me

from this plight.

I am hanging on

to what I know,

even though there is nothing

tangible to show.

In disarray is my existence.

I am met with such resistance.

I must organize my thoughts

and face my faults.

My potential has not been met.

My goals have not been set.

I still have a lot to learn,

and a lot to discern.

Life’s strategies may be

somewhat of a puzzle,

but from time to time

it may take a little muscle

to get through the hustle and bustle.

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  • chellsy on Feb 12, 2010

    i love this post

  • Stan Wilson on Feb 13, 2010

    very good poem and its message is for us all to keep hanging on no matter what….

  • jimbob1 on Feb 13, 2010

    Hey DB…flex that muscle and you will be ahead of the hustle and bustle. Great write outlining what needs to be done to set goals and meet potentials…now go out and grab the world by the tail because it is waiting just for you. Thanks for this special piece of literary art…I Like It…

    Damn it Triond…I am a member and not a guest, why the hell won’t you let me post my comment…I am not a bloody guest.

  • Aldrin A Wilding West on Feb 19, 2010

    Hang on in there. Things have a way of working themselves out. Talk to those that may be able to lend a sympathetic ear.

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